Audio Asylum- good name. That seems to be lacking nowadays- some bands seem to have names that are so cryptic that the word wouldn’t even be allowed in Scrabble against an illiterate uncle with vision problems. My least favourite name is ‘The Butthole Surfers’. Some may find that name funny. Well it isn’t. It’s ridiculous and probably a name bought up by someone after too many tequilas and a first homosexual act.
Their profile describes them as an ‘indie rock band’. I for one hope that this band are fighting the negative stereotype that every member smell like body odour and dead cats, and instead maintain an air of cleanliness that means that they smell good, but not so much as to question their manliness. Hmm. Maybe I shouldn’t concern myself with such things.
So this is the demo- I’ll go through it in the usual fashion; track by track, guiding you through them like a warden on this Audio Asylum:
Into the Fire- The track opens with a gritty start that reminds me of an ACDC track of some kind. I hope they don’t dress in the same schoolboy outfits as ACDC front man Angus Young- he’s earned that right, but it somehow seems a bit paedophillic if anyone else does it.
As the track progresses, it certainly maintains that interest that you rarely see in rock bands nowadays- instead of going for the conventional style of the chart topping nonsense type rock, they have invited me into the TARDIS and transported me back to the good old days where rock and roll reined supreme; when it was okay to do drugs and kill the occasional hooker.
I like this track, I could imagine it easily being played in a rock scene, yet it seems a little too big to be wasted on a small bar- it demands a room of a bigger magnitude.
Rating: 8/10
Autonomy- Onwards and upwards to the second track! Again, it’s a track that is proving that rock and roll (yes, I said ‘and’, not rock ‘n’ roll- deal with it) isn’t dead; it’s a creature that’s alive and well, like Osama Bin Laden (ohhhhh! Controversial!).
Again, the track manages to build to a point that I like to call the ‘rock out’ point. You know- the point where the track makes you lose all control, and you go into a euphoric state of mind where it’s okay to be shirtless, even if you could do with going to the gym more often (or ever). As well as this, the guitars work fantastically together, weaving together like the sweater your Nan knitted for you.
The song maintains the level of quality the first one did. I even like this one a little bit more, which is sort of like fancying a twin a little bit more than the other one because she has slightly bigger breasts.
Rating: 8.6/10
Pressure- I’m surprised. Pleasantly so- I like this track even more than the previous two! To shamelessly self- reference, the twins have just been joined by the third, less well known, but ultimately hotter, sister. And I like her even more.
The electric guitar solo towards the middle adds a new twist to the track, adding quality. Then it’s backed up by a bass and drum that slowly join and unite in the common goal of creating the atmosphere to lead into the explosion of sound.
While this one has less vocals, I find it to be above the other two, riddled with as much passion and raw power as a five year old boy’s hair is riddled with knits. You stay away from that boy!
Rating 9.2/10
I have several friends that are interested in this kind of genre, and I feel it would be a disservice to the rocker inside me (his name is Clive) if I didn’t turn people onto this band. Suddenly I wonder if the image in my mind for this band is correct- that this band must dress like a rock band as well, smoking cigarettes and having groupies hang around them who believe they can sex their way to fame. I hope that this band don’t dress like Kiss though; I’m not one of the fan boys into a band I like wearing clothes and make-up like a bunch of cross-dressers.
If you are a rock fan, this band are definitely worth watching.
Overall Rating: 9/10
Stephen Billington
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